There are few things I enjoy more in life than finding the perfect song to complement what’s going on around me.

I’m pretty sure I have my dad to thank for this impulse. He was a college professor, and every year, after he was finished grading spring semester exams and had driven into work to turn in grades, he’d come home, walk triumphantly over to the CD player in the den and play the Jamies’ iconic “Summertime, Summertime.” He was never happier or more carefree than he was when that song was playing. My sister, my mom and I all loved it.

Mrs. YHT and I are more or less ready for her arrival — the name’s picked out, the nursery’s all set up, the car seats are installed and have been checked at the firehouse — but we’ve been procrastinating on the music front. We’re not the only procrastinators though, because the baby’s now a week overdue. Maybe she’s been sensing that we had this one last loose end to tie up before she got here.

For a while, I wasn’t sure the decision should even be made. There’s this great story from when I was born about how Aaron Copland’s Billy The Kid suite was playing on the radio, which was serendipitous (and maybe a little spooky) since my dad’s name was William. But what makes that story is the coincidence — it’s not like my parents called into the radio station and requested that piece when I was about to pop out. I thought about making a playlist and setting it to random so fate could choose what song would be the song, but even then, I’d be defining the boundaries of what might play. That’s a pretty light shade of serendipity, if you ask me. Besides, surrendering this moment to “shuffle” just doesn’t feel right.

The “I woke up like this” line couldn’t be more fitting, given that she’ll be waking up for the very first time.

The song represents a historic moment — the first time Beyoncé and Minaj have collaborated. You know how people buy the local newspaper on the day their kid is born so he/she will know what was happening in the world at the time? Playing the “Flawless” remix is a little like that, only more direct. (Plus we’ll be saving paper!)

She’ll learn an important lesson about elevator safety.

Most importantly, she be greeted by two strong, dynamic female voices. As raunchy as some of their lyrics may be, Beyoncé and Nicki project power in a way that tells (and shows) young girls that they can write their own destinies. That as male-driven as the world still is in certain ways, women can follow their talents and be massively successful. And that beauty isn’t superficial — it comes from being yourself. I love that.